Xuan Qing looked at it intently, this "Hundred Treasure Book" was simply an encyclopedia of the cultivation realm, from the level of exercises, to the types and distribution of various herbs, pills, demon beasts, and spirit beasts, all of which were clearly recorded.

He stayed up all night and finally read the book thoroughly. When it was dawn, I finally swept away the haze, and I suddenly had an idea in my heart.

In the "Book of Treasures", it is recorded that there is a kind of broad-winged cicada, which is distributed in the red pine forest, if you catch one, you can sell a spirit stone, a spirit stone is a hundred fragments, and he will work for several months.

As long as you can catch a few, you can replace them with spirit shatters, and you don't have to worry about the problem of the elixir

Outside the window, the sky was already dark, Xuanqing decided to give it a try, so he got up and went to the red pine forest, first cut five hundred bundles of firewood, and then began to search.

Walking and walking, it is more than half a day.

I saw that the sun was setting, but I didn't find a broad-winged cicada.

Most of the places have been and there is nothing but a few wild foxes and two rabbits.

Since there is no during the day, maybe there is at night. Xuan Qing waited quietly until the sun set, and the surroundings were covered with a layer of pale golden light, and then he stood up and prepared for the next round of searching.

"Brother Tian, why haven't you returned?"

Xiao Wu's two paws hooked on a pine branch and turned his head to look at Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing said: "Send these firewood to the pill workshop, and I will go to find the broad-winged cicada." ”

Xiao Wu answered, and then carried back the five hundred bundles of firewood.

At the beginning of the moon, the deeper Xuan Qing went, the more humid the air became, but he still didn't see the shadow of the broad-winged cicada.

I can't help but wonder, is it extinct?

was hesitating, only to feel that the crystal nucleus in his body suddenly lit up, and a gust of black wind rushed towards him, Xuan Qing hurriedly stabilized his footsteps, and felt it carefully, the aura was much richer than just now.

He was overjoyed, and took a few more steps forward, when his feet suddenly went limp, and he fell.

The body slid all the way to the bottom, and finally stopped.

Looking up, there is an empty field of vision, this is a large valley bottom, the naked eye can be extreme, the length and width of dozens of zhang.

He sensed it carefully, but the aura around him was very thick.

Xuan Qing was overjoyed, even if he couldn't find the broad-winged cicada, it would be good to get a piece of spiritual land. Sitting on the ground busily, closing his eyes and exhaling, the black qi around him gradually gathered over, rolling towards him, converging into a foot-long Dao black gas on the surface of his body, and the black qi writhed around him, like a black snake, quickly penetrating from the corners of his eyes and nostrils, Xuan Qing's whole person looked extremely weird.

True Qi entered the dantian, and after encountering the crystal nucleus, it was immediately collected by the crystal nucleus. The crystal nucleus seemed to feel general, and spontaneously produced an attraction to the black qi, and the black qi was first a thread, and then a cluster, accompanied by a squeak, and was violently sucked into the dantian, and was sucked in by the crystal nucleus.

This process was too intense, Xuan Qing's body continued to tremble, and his expression was extremely painful.

He persisted like this for more than an hour, until the crystal nucleus was no longer absorbed, and he did not stop.

"Finally fed you once!"

Facing the crystal nucleus that had been in a state of hunger, Xuan Qing muttered.

Immediately looked inside the dantian and found that outside the crystal nucleus, there was no trace of true qi left, and the true qi that was so strong just now was swept away by this crystal nucleus. Xuan Qing's heart was mixed, at this moment, his ears suddenly moved, and he could hear the movement of about half a mile around him!

It can be seen that the true qi just now has completed a tempering of spiritual power, otherwise the hearing would not have improved so quickly.

Fortunately, it was not in vain.

Xuan Qing got up and glanced back at the huge valley bottom, this place is relatively secret, and the red pine forest is rarely entered except for miscellaneous servants.

This is also the reason why the valley bottom has not been discovered.

Besides, there is firewood at the entrance, and there is no need to go deep at all, who would run so far? No wonder the bottom of the valley is sealed in dust.

Xuan Qing took a deep breath, although he didn't find the broad-winged cicada on this trip, it was a big gain. At this time, he was full of energy, and he turned back with big steps.

With an experience, Xuanqing worked harder, cutting firewood early every day, and coming to the bottom of the valley to practice at night. In the face of the cynicism of others, he ignored it, and only ******** to improve himself, he knew a truth: without strength, everything is in vain.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

The spirit shatters accumulated by Xuan Qing were not exchanged, and what he cared about was definitely not garbage. He wants to accumulate enough, buy a powerful one, too low-level, he has no interest.

This night, Xuan Qing was at the bottom of the valley, when he suddenly felt a bat flying, he swung his sword and slashed wildly, the sword light flashed, and the bat was cut into pieces of flesh and fell to the ground, emitting a foul smell.

At this time, the sword in his hand actually emitted a little fluorescence, Xuan Qing was startled, and looked towards the ground, only to see that there was also phosphorus fire flickering on the stinky flesh and blood.

He thought about it carefully, it was not unusual for these bats that had been growing at the bottom of the valley for a long time to be sensed by the aura, and their flesh and blood would produce phosphorus fire.

was wiping the blood stains on the sword body, but saw bursts of light shaking not far away, accompanied by a buzzing sound of wings, flying in, Xuan Qing subconsciously took a step back, staring at those lights:

"Boom, boom. ”

There was a soft roar in the air, and those little flying insects lingered, landed on the Phantom Snow Sword, fell on those blood stains, and began to buzz and eat.

"Broad-winged cicada!"

Xuan Qing's heart jumped a few times, and then he held his breath and didn't move, for fear of alarming these little things. It turns out that they like fluorescent flesh and blood, and the fragments of the bat that they have just chopped down are being frantically devoured by them.

Xuan Qing didn't hesitate, he raised his hand to pounce, and a few small things suddenly flashed lightly, flying to a high place like a feather, and seeing that he was not moving, he landed on the sword again.

It seems that if the movement is too big, they will be discovered, and we must think of a "steady" way.

I saw Xuan Qing slowly squatting down, the injured being dipped in the flesh and blood of the bat, smearing it on his body one by one, smearing every part of his body tightly. A foul smell immediately emitted from the surroundings, accompanied by a little fluorescence, which quickly attracted the wide-winged cicadas, and the two glowing cicadas fluttered their wings and landed on his shoulders.

Xuan Qing was not in a hurry, and after the two little guys began to suck blood, his palm slowly opened, and he detoured behind the little thing, and quickly grasped it, and sure enough, he caught one!

Listening to the squeaky of the cicada, he quickly put it away, put it in the storage bag, and quickly left the valley floor.

Early the next morning, he went to the Phantom Moon Pavilion early, shook the storage bag, and turned out two small black cicadas, but the cicadas stopped moving, and actually died.

The man fiddled with the corpse of the cicada twice and pouted: "It's a pity that he died." Otherwise, it's two spirit stones."

Xuan Qing scratched the back of his head, looking puzzled, "It was fine when I caught it, how could I die?" The man sneered:

"It's the first time you've done this, right?" he said, gesturing to the shelf:

"If this thing wants to live, it must use a spirit beast bag, and it can't survive in a storage bag. ”

Xuan Qing suddenly realized, picked up the spirit beast bag and looked at the price, "Thirty spirit shatters!". He was really shy, and then asked in a low voice, "Can you borrow it for one night?"

The man glanced coldly and shook his head.

Xuan Qing was helpless, took out the money bag from his arms, and slapped the spirit fragments that had been accumulated for several months on the table, which was all his belongings.

"Spirit beast bag, I bought it. ”

Although I feel very distressed, there is no way, this is the only way.

Xuan Qing grabbed the spirit beast bag, came to the bottom of the valley again, found a few wild birds to slash and kill, and made a whole large smell of blood, waiting for the broad-winged cicada to take the bait.

After waiting for more than an hour, a few glowing cicadas finally flew in, Xuanqing hid in the dark, threw the silk net prepared in advance, and those glowing cicadas were collected into the net one by one.

Born in Orion, he no longer has a problem catching fierce beasts, let alone a few small cicadas.

Xuan Qing shook the spirit beast bag and threw in some flesh and blood so that the cicada would have something to eat.

This time, he didn't rush to make a move, but raised these wide-winged cicadas.

In this way, he came here every night, and he harvested almost every night, and in a month, he caught hundreds of them, which was a lot of wealth.

On this day, the Hall of Phantom Sound was opened again.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Xuan Qing waited until it was getting late before going, and the Phantom Sound Pavilion had already been hollowed out, and there were not many pills left. The palm envoy was cleaning up, and when he saw Xuan Qing entering the door, his eyes were a little impatient.

He walked to the counter and was about to open the spirit beast bag, but saw a golden-robed Taoist come in from outside the door, the man carefully took out a thick scroll and handed it to the palm envoy, who looked at it and sighed again and again:

"Brother Yun, has the Qingyang Sect fallen to this point? This is your life's work, and you actually came to exchange spirit stones?"

This remark caught Xuan Qing's attention, and he stopped what he was doing and listened from afar.

The two ignored Xuan Qing's existence and continued to chat.

The golden-robed man sighed: "Now there are as many as three hundred registered disciples, plus the elders and venerables, as well as the deacons everywhere, there are no less than a thousand...... Helplessly, the Qingyang Sect is not as good as before, where is there a fee allocated to the old man, so he has to pay out of his own pocket,...... I hope that a talent will emerge from the new disciples, and he will be able to carry forward the Qingyang Sect......"

The golden-robed man reluctantly glanced at the file in his hand, turned his heart sideways, and said with tears in his eyes:

"Redeem it......"

"I can only redeem you for a thousand spirit ......," the palm said.

The golden-robed man sighed: "A thousand is a thousand......"

“...... It's a pity. The palm envoy sighed again and again, and then took out a thousand spirit stones and gave them to the golden-robed old man.

Xuan Qing swept the fragment and walked slowly, "Senior, can you let me take a look?"

The palm envoy said angrily: "How can such a noble exercise be peeped upon by a lowly person like you?"

The golden-robed old man disagreed: "It's okay to take a look." ”

With permission, Xuan Qing stepped forward and carefully took the scroll, which was very thick, half a foot thick.

On the title page, three stand out: "The Book of Wilderness". He carefully flipped through a few pages, all of which were obscure characters, and was about to turn a few more pages, but the palm snatched them away.

"It's already a great opportunity for you to take a look, do you still want to finish it?"

The palm envoy pursed his lips, and at this time, the golden-robed man smiled faintly, took the spirit stone and floated away.

"What's the price?" asked Xuan Qing, pointing to the scroll.

The palm envoy glanced at him disdainfully, "A thousand spirits." ”

"I want it. ”

I was shocked, such an expensive price is not something that ordinary people can afford.

He glanced at Xuan Qing in amazement.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense. You can't afford it. ”

Xuan Qing slapped the spirit beast bag on the table, "A thousand broad-winged cicadas, you click on them." ”

Everyone was stunned, and used their divine sense to probe into the spirit beast bag, and sure enough, it was a thousand, each of which could only be exchanged for a spirit stone, no more, no less, exactly one thousand spirits.

The man paused for a while, and then handed the "Taihuang Sutra" to Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing ignored his surprised expression, took the "Taihuang Sutra", and strode away.